JonathanLivingstonSeagull
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Mr Calderon, cult hero, lover, friend, heartbreaker cavalier...
was out with a posse of fellow espanolas having a few drinks at the robin hood pub on little western street last night.
just the table next to mine
i had to restrain myself making wet, reproachful eyes at him.
i rehearsed in my head what i might say, should i have the courage to say anything to him... i knew i never would.
it went like this 'inigo, thankyou for those six wonderful months galavanting down the right wing, and for your general extreme competence, and hair, and smile. it hurts that it didn't work out, but i forgive you. i hope you do well wherever you end up. one day, maybe we will meet again, as friends and comrades...' *weep*
it turns out, if you love something, you must set it free.
god speed inigo, god speed.
ps. your friends look like a right bunch of crusties and you don't know any fit birds
was out with a posse of fellow espanolas having a few drinks at the robin hood pub on little western street last night.
just the table next to mine
i had to restrain myself making wet, reproachful eyes at him.
i rehearsed in my head what i might say, should i have the courage to say anything to him... i knew i never would.
it went like this 'inigo, thankyou for those six wonderful months galavanting down the right wing, and for your general extreme competence, and hair, and smile. it hurts that it didn't work out, but i forgive you. i hope you do well wherever you end up. one day, maybe we will meet again, as friends and comrades...' *weep*
it turns out, if you love something, you must set it free.
god speed inigo, god speed.
ps. your friends look like a right bunch of crusties and you don't know any fit birds